Elsewhere

Pump the reds of blood through lungs

And soak it dry,

Breathe through the saps of air

And tease for the flightless fly

Painted skies, amid a winter,  vast.

Such majesty still in supply

Although a thousand years had passed–

You drank the rich and sunlit sky

As the stars seep through the veils of

Mellow Night

Of street lights, wine and morose constellations

faded,

Proofs of sordid yellow

That you were there, yesterday and before

Although a thousand years had passed–

You drank the rich and sunlit sky

As it grows dark,

You pick your coat for a walk through the snows

Marking your memories

In the foot print

Or wispy cold air exhale

Although a thousand years had passed–

You drank the rich and sunlit sky

Each time you sigh, the memories shift

In your head

Like a photograph undeveloped

But vivid in its life

Pinned on the walls

Of your solitary heart

Seeking for the friends forgotten

Or leaves unturned in springs

Of Fountains and clouds

Unrelenting and punishing

And the walks you take

Or the marks you miss

Makes you blind

Overturned by the winds and cold

Vowing for never again

Drinking the sunshines’ between your

Bed folds.